Gordo's POV
It was early. I was one of the first few to arrive at the studio at 4 in the morning, inclusive of the producer, cameramen, stylists, make-up artists and...... Lizzie. It was really easy to avoid her amidst the crowd of different people doing their jobs. But, I couldn't help noticing how wonderful she looked in that exact angel costume.
"Stop it Gordo, she'll never be yours!" I told myself. Though my mind knew it, inside it still hurt.
"Mr Gordon! Mr Gordon!" the head cameraman interrupted my thoughts.
"Huh?"
" Sir, what kind of shot is it going to be?"
As I gave him my preference, Lizzie walked past giving me a cold stare. I felt awful, I must have hurt her really bad yesterday! Why did I do that? I didn't even know myself now. I loved her so much but it hurt me to face her knowing that she was Ethan's now.
Lizzie's POV
There he was, expressionless. What a jerk! He was still my best friend but why did he treat me without any respect? Inside that cold exterior, I badly wanted to find the old Gordo, the one who comforted me when I was down, the one who stuck for me against evil Kate, the one I had a crush on in fourth grade.
" Let's begin the shoot!" the producer called. I immediately took position. My song began playing in the background and I starting dancing and lip- synching.
Hey now! Hey now!
Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright.
Then I see you smile as I go oh, oh, oh...
"Cut!" Gordo shouted!
" Why, what's wrong?" I questioned him.
" I want to see more action,expression! Take two!"
Hey now! Hey now!
Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright!
Then, I see you smile as I go oh, oh oh..
I would never want to miss this
Coz in my heart, I know what this is!
"Cut!" Gordo shouted again!
And Gordo went on and on until take 15, giving some lame excuse each time. I've had enough. He was doing this on purpose, just to spite for some reason I don't even know!
Gordo's POV
Something told me I went too far this time. Lizzie's face slowly crumpled as she broke down.
"That's it! I can't take it anymore! Why are you being this way Gordo? There was nothing wrong with the shots and you know it! You have changed! Do you remember the song, my first song I ever sang in front of an actual audience. The one you got sent home for. The one YOU motivated me to sing. What happened to you Gordo? I really miss the old Gordo! Who are you and what have you done to my best friend?" Lizzie cried, tugging at the collar of my shirt. Her mascara was running down her cheeks.
Oh my gosh, what have I done? I hurt the feelings of the woman I loved. I felt lower than low. I couldn't bear it. I tried to hug Lizzie and comfort her, but she pushed me away, seething.
" I NEVER EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" she yelled threateningly before she stormed out of the studio, leaving everybody gasping.
As she was leaving, she turned around and said coolly, " Everybody, I don't care if I ever become a popstar, but I will never work with this jerk! And by the way, Mr David Gordon, MIRANDA invited you to a Christmas party at her place, on Christmas Eve. I HATE YOU!"
I felt horrible. It wasn't this bad when she refused to reciprocate to my love for her. But, now she hated me! Fine, I'm an idiot and I deserve to be murdered! Poor Lizzie, I felt a strong urge to run after her, but the devil in me told me darling Ethan will lend her his shoulder!
" Mr Gordon, you're.." The producer shouted!
"Don't bother, I quit!" I said before I too, left the studio. It was then I loathed myself more than ever before.
Terrible, huh? Don't worry, things will brighten up a lot, in the next chapter. Read and review all!
It was early. I was one of the first few to arrive at the studio at 4 in the morning, inclusive of the producer, cameramen, stylists, make-up artists and...... Lizzie. It was really easy to avoid her amidst the crowd of different people doing their jobs. But, I couldn't help noticing how wonderful she looked in that exact angel costume.
"Stop it Gordo, she'll never be yours!" I told myself. Though my mind knew it, inside it still hurt.
"Mr Gordon! Mr Gordon!" the head cameraman interrupted my thoughts.
"Huh?"
" Sir, what kind of shot is it going to be?"
As I gave him my preference, Lizzie walked past giving me a cold stare. I felt awful, I must have hurt her really bad yesterday! Why did I do that? I didn't even know myself now. I loved her so much but it hurt me to face her knowing that she was Ethan's now.
Lizzie's POV
There he was, expressionless. What a jerk! He was still my best friend but why did he treat me without any respect? Inside that cold exterior, I badly wanted to find the old Gordo, the one who comforted me when I was down, the one who stuck for me against evil Kate, the one I had a crush on in fourth grade.
" Let's begin the shoot!" the producer called. I immediately took position. My song began playing in the background and I starting dancing and lip- synching.
Hey now! Hey now!
Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright.
Then I see you smile as I go oh, oh, oh...
"Cut!" Gordo shouted!
" Why, what's wrong?" I questioned him.
" I want to see more action,expression! Take two!"
Hey now! Hey now!
Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright!
Then, I see you smile as I go oh, oh oh..
I would never want to miss this
Coz in my heart, I know what this is!
"Cut!" Gordo shouted again!
And Gordo went on and on until take 15, giving some lame excuse each time. I've had enough. He was doing this on purpose, just to spite for some reason I don't even know!
Gordo's POV
Something told me I went too far this time. Lizzie's face slowly crumpled as she broke down.
"That's it! I can't take it anymore! Why are you being this way Gordo? There was nothing wrong with the shots and you know it! You have changed! Do you remember the song, my first song I ever sang in front of an actual audience. The one you got sent home for. The one YOU motivated me to sing. What happened to you Gordo? I really miss the old Gordo! Who are you and what have you done to my best friend?" Lizzie cried, tugging at the collar of my shirt. Her mascara was running down her cheeks.
Oh my gosh, what have I done? I hurt the feelings of the woman I loved. I felt lower than low. I couldn't bear it. I tried to hug Lizzie and comfort her, but she pushed me away, seething.
" I NEVER EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" she yelled threateningly before she stormed out of the studio, leaving everybody gasping.
As she was leaving, she turned around and said coolly, " Everybody, I don't care if I ever become a popstar, but I will never work with this jerk! And by the way, Mr David Gordon, MIRANDA invited you to a Christmas party at her place, on Christmas Eve. I HATE YOU!"
I felt horrible. It wasn't this bad when she refused to reciprocate to my love for her. But, now she hated me! Fine, I'm an idiot and I deserve to be murdered! Poor Lizzie, I felt a strong urge to run after her, but the devil in me told me darling Ethan will lend her his shoulder!
" Mr Gordon, you're.." The producer shouted!
"Don't bother, I quit!" I said before I too, left the studio. It was then I loathed myself more than ever before.
Terrible, huh? Don't worry, things will brighten up a lot, in the next chapter. Read and review all!